Sturniolo Triplets sickfics

lower case intended. 

trigger warnings - throwing up

the triplets were filming a car video about siblings vs dating. they had to try and figure out who was dating, or who were siblings.

chris tugs at his sweater, "does anyone have an extra shirt?".  nick gives him a look, "no..?". "i have one under my jacket. I can give you it" matt offers.

"for real?" chris asks, surprised. "yeah" matt nods. "you the realest, bro" chris smiles. they pause the video, and everyone gets settled. chris changes shirts.

he gets a chicken nugget from mcdonalds, of course, and eats it. the video starts back up again, and he swallows it, thinking nothing of it.

but, he feels the chicken get stuck in his throat. He takes a sip of his drink, thinking his throat is just dry, but the coke gets stuck in his thriat as well.

He taps his chest harshly, trying to get the food to go down. He tilts his head down, and coughs. matt looks at nick, "always something".

chris turns his head, and starts coughing more harshly. matt picks up the drink, and hands it to chris.

chris shakes his head, and pushes his hand away. he coughs again, and again, before starting to panic.

he opens the car door, and gets out. he starts pacing back and forth while coughing. "wait, is something actually wrong?" nick asks.

matt gets out of the car, and walks over to chris. "chris, dude, calm down" he assures, not knowing why hes panicking over something going down the wrong way.

chris bends over, and starts trying to make himself vomit so the food will get unstuck. he gags himself, and its starting to get harder to breathe.

"chris, no, stop. its okay. don't throw up" matt says, grabbing his shoulder gently. all of a sudden, chris can't breathe, and he starts wheezing.

"I....c-can't...b-breathe" he gasps out, coughing at the end. matt realizes, and starts trying to do the heimlich manuever. 

nick notices the chaos going on outside, and quickly gets out of the car. "is he choking?" he asks, panic in his voice.

matt nods, and chris gags. he feels himself getting lightheaded, and black dots start to dance in his vision.

matt hears chris stop wheezing, "chris, come on, stay with me!". chris is still awake though, but he wishes he was on the floor, passed out.

not being able to breathe is fucking terrifying. especially when he doesn't have any control over it.

matt continue his motions. nick stands there, on the phone with 911, and chris feels as if hes about to die.

he gags one more time, before throwing up, his food that was choking him coming out with it. he takes a deep breathe, and collapses into matt, exhuasted.

"oh my god" matt breathes out. "do you think you need to go to the hospital?" nick asks. chris nods, unable to speak as his throat hurts so much.

chris still feels like he can't get a full breathe in, and he still feels as if theres something in his throat.

the ambulance soon pulls up, and puts an oxygen mask onto chris. "who are you two in relation to this young man?" the paramedic asks.

"were his brothers". "how old are you two?" he asks. "19" they both answer. "ok, do one of you want to ride in the ambulance?".

nick looks at matt, "you should. i'm gonna call mom". matt nods, and gets in the ambulance with chris.

at the hospital

chris was taken back, matt, nick, and mary lou sit in the waiting room. after about an hour, a doctor comes out, "chris sturniolo?".

they all stand up, and walk over to the doctor. "chris is okay. i hear that he choked on some food, and from that, he has some throat damage, but hes going to be perfectly fine".

mary lou takes a breath of relief, "oh my god, thank you so much. may we see him?". "yes of course. hes in room 326" the doctor smiles.

they all nod, and start walking to his room. they knock on the door, and hear a raspy, "come in". they walk in, to see chris pale as snow, and a nasal cannula in his nose.

mary lou goes up to him, and kisses him on the forehead. "don't ever do that again" nick says sternly.

chris chuckles, but ends up coughing, "I couldn't help it" he responds, his voice sounding like he just swallowed sandpaper. 

"were just glad your okay" matt nods. chris nods back.